(Aurora's POV)
His arm came around my waist from behind, and I didn't finish the sentence.
He turned me around and walked me back until the bedpost was behind me. His hand came up under my chin, tilting it up, and then he kissed me - slowly at first, then not slowly at all. I tried to say something sensible at least twice and he simply kissed me through it, and eventually I stopped trying.
Then I heard it.
A clean, sharp tearing sound.
I felt cool air against my leg and pulled back. "Phineas-"
He was breathing harder than usual. He looked entirely unrepentant.
"You tore it," I said. "You tore the dress you just sent me."
"I'll buy you another one tomorrow."
"That's not the point!"
"You were standing there in that dress," he said, his voice dropping low, "and I lost all rational t
